Making Great Fortune Overnight

"Big?" The old man smiled and said with his hands clasped behind his back, "I heard that the Zhong Family of Yanjing has some reputation. It seems like they are just frogs in a well. They are just causing a storm in the teapot."    

    

"What did you say?" The people of Zhong Family immediately pushed the table away. They held all kinds of weapons in their hands. Some of them even quietly loaded their guns. They were just waiting for Zhong Jiuzhen to give the order and would not be polite to this old man.    

    

Insulting the Zhong Family in front of Zhong Jiuzhen, how could this be? Since when could the Zhong Family be insulted so casually?    

    

The bodyguards outside were also called over. The Zhong Family's banquet was once again ruined.    

    

The old man didn't even look at these angry people. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "I can't keep my cool. It's just the courage of an ordinary man. This isn't an insult to the Zhong Family. There are only a few families in this world that can be evaluated by me. "    

    

Although Zhong Jiuzhen was unhappy, she was still a person who had been through a lot. He also did not know if the other party was an enemy or a friend, and what kind of background he had. Immediately, she glanced at the rest of the people from the Zhong Family and said, "All of you, sit down. Old mister, what do you think Lee Haisha is? Then you are naturally a hundred times stronger than Lee Haisha?"    

    

"Hehe." The white-haired old man replied faintly, "Lee Haisha, he is the chief protector of Huaqing Gang. He has some influence in the Pugilistic World. I saw him practicing non-stop back then, kneeling by my door for ten days and ten nights. Ten days later, he didn't drip any rice and fell into a coma. I pity him for being so pious. I just casually gave him a few pointers. I didn't expect him to improve so much from now on. He made some achievements in this world. "    

    

Zhong Jiuzhen was shocked. She thought to herself, this old man didn't seem to be lying. If he said that, then the old man's martial arts would be many times higher than Lee Haisha's. No wonder he had a slight contempt for Lee Haisha.    

    

The rest of the people from the Zhong Family were dumbfounded. They naturally knew what kind of person Lee Haisha was. The Zhong Family couldn't even deal with Lee Haisha's disciple, and it was Qin Lang who had done it.    

    

Everyone took a closer look at this old man. He had some temperament, but in terms of appearance and height, there was nothing unusual about him. At most, his gaze was a little aggressive.    

    

On the contrary, it was the western man behind him. He had a very heavy pressure and was eyeing them covetously. He was wearing a Chinese martial arts uniform and had a vigorous appearance. One look and one could tell that he was a powerful expert.    

    

"What business do you have in this garden?" Zhong Jiuzhen's attitude became much more polite. It was better not to provoke this person. After all, it was not a good thing to make enemies everywhere. It was better to see what the person wanted to do first.    

    

The old man did not answer but looked around and just happened to see a meter tall bell outside the door. That large bell had been standing in the Bell Garden for many years and was about several tons heavy. It was specially forged by the Yanjing City's Underground World a few years ago. It was placed in the garden as if it was looking down on the world.    

    

The huge bell was placed in a flower garden, and it was glittering with a bronze luster. It had been a few years, but this bell had never been hung there. It was just a device that symbolized the status of the Zhong Family.    

    

The old man walked to the front of the bell and lightly tapped it with his palm. A loud clang was heard, and the sound shook the entire house. It was especially pleasant to hear. Everyone looked at each other in dismay, unable to guess what the old man was going to do.    

    

"Good bell!"    

    

The elder nodded his head and said with a smile, "This bell is undoubtedly the best of the best, but it has always been placed on the ground. What use is there in building it well?"    

    

Zhong Jiuzhen did not understand and just looked coldly at the old man and did not reply.    

    

The old man squatted down and used both hands to grab the bottom of the big bell. With a slight force, the copper bell that weighed several tons was lifted up by him. It was actually raised above his head and his expression did not change at all!    

    

"Hiss..."    

    

Everyone could not help but suck in a breath of cold air. To be able to forcefully lift such a bell... Ding Lang, who was in the hands of all the people from the Zhong Family, fell to the ground with his mouth wide open. He couldn't say a word, and it completely shocked the old man.    

    

The old man's face wasn't red, and he wasn't gasping for breath. It was as if he was holding something that was made of cotton!    

    

No one had ever dared to lift this bell before. Even Qin Lang was afraid that it would be impossible to lift this bell.    

    

Everyone's eyes were about to pop out. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed this miracle.    

    

The bell was raised in the air. The old man walked towards a towering tree in the garden as if nothing had happened. With every step he took, the stone slab underneath his feet would break into pieces. Upon closer inspection, there was actually a foot nest of different depths!    

    

In the end, the old man hung the bell on a branch of the towering tree. However, the tree that had to be wrapped around his waist couldn't withstand the weight of the copper bell. With a kala sound, the branch broke from the middle.    

    

"Hehe, old tree, you are not as strong as me." The old man smiled and caught the falling large bell. He slowly put it back where it was.    

    

"Dong!"    

    

The entire Bell Garden was like an earthquake as the ground trembled.    

    

No one dared to stop him, because this man's strength was too strong. The four envoys that the Elephant Moon Cult had killed were obviously not as strong as the old man.    

    

Zhong Jiuzhen's forehead was tightly furrowed. He did not come with good intentions. Those who were kind did not come. This was showing off their strength!    

    

"Zhan Wuya, if I'm not wrong, it should be you, right? " Zhong Jiuzhen's eyebrows stood up. It seemed like the Zhong Family was going to face another catastrophe today.    

    

Everyone was in an uproar!    

    

"He is Zhan Wuya? Why did he come to Huaxia? This is a figure that has been talked about on all the big websites."    

    

"The Sect Master of Huaqing Gang has come personally?"    

    

"I'm afraid he doesn't have any good intentions. Otherwise, how could this have happened?!"    

    

Everyone knew that the Huaqing Gang was the Zhong Family's greatest enemy, the Soong Family's past reliance. This time, the Zhong Family had created another huge storm.    

    

" En, at least you know some stories about me, Zhan Wuya. " After putting down the big bell, the old man stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the panicked people.    

    

Zhong Jiuzhen had gone through countless waves and waves, and every time she was in danger, she would remain calm. But at this moment, she was also slightly shocked and cupped her hands as she said:    

    

"The Huaqing Gang Master has come to the Han Residence. This old man did not welcome you from afar. Are you here to seek revenge?"    

    

Although he was shocked, he had already made the worst plan in his heart. If the people were not afraid of death, how could they be afraid of death? At most, he would fight to the death.    

    

Being influenced by Zhong Jiuzhen, everyone in the Zhong Family was on guard. With a cold face, they made preparations for life and death.    

    

Zhan Wuya slowly walked over and said coldly, "A mere Zhong Family. I regard you all as ants. Zhong Jiuzhen, where is Qin Lang?"    

    

Zhong Jiuzhen was startled and said, "Young Hero Qin has already left my house half a month ago. Your Excellency seems to have found the wrong place." His tone was steady but not flustered.    

    

"Oh? Is that so?" Zhan Wuya's sharp gaze swept across the crowd like a cold winter wind. Everyone couldn't help but shiver.    

    

"Dang!"    

    

Zhan Wuya's leg flew out. The giant bell carried a whistling wind as it crashed into a wall of the Zhong Garden, creating a huge hole in the wall!